“No way I am fucking crying”, Mingi was hissing out annoyed, still feeling little tears filling up his eyes. He was biting down on his tongue, letting the hem of his shirt wipe away the tears and for a moment he was able to calm down enough to at least not cry. Breathing in heavy, trying to grab for a cigarette in his pocket but for some reason his hands were too shaky. The alcohol heated up his cheeks and he really hasn't thought that he was this tipsy. The sun was going down slowly, it was getting dark and cold outside.
“Mingi?”, someone said from behind and Mingi was turning around annoyed.
“What do you want?”, he was barking out, as Yunho came up to him, the folder under his arm and one hand in his pocket as if this was a silly little vacation he was doing. Mingi had no idea what pissed him off more - the fact that he could hide away his feelings so good or that he was acting like he didn’t care at all.
He was silent for a whole while, giving Mingi time to grab his phone and the half smoked pack of cigarettes. His fingers were still shaking a little as he was lighting it up. He should quit that shit again, his clothes smelled like smoke and he was getting a headache way too often … but he was too childish and stubborn to do it now.
“Everything alright?”, Yunho was asking all of a sudden, his voice tensed and quiet, like he was actually choking out the words. Mingi was jerking his gaze up, looking at him shocked as if he just spit out something completely random and strange.
Why would he even care?
Something in his chest tighten, something between anger and surprise. He couldn’t explain.
“The thing about your mom-”, “Don’t fucking talk further, do you understand?”, Mingi was snapping immediately, not even expecting him to be so bold to start a conversation about this.
Who did he even think he is?
“Listen up, I don’t know what I do to deserve this, but I guess I need to live with the fact that we are new roommates or something”, Mingi was preaching, seeing how Yunho’s slightly soft face was getting hard and serious again.
“-but don’t think that I am talking about anything personal with you, do you understand?”, he was making sure, hearing how Yunho was chuckling a little bit. He was looking at him, switching from one eye to the next, as if he was consider himself dumb for seeing some sort of human feeling in his eyes besides being a fucking brat.
And Mingi was truly surprised but pissed at the same time as Yunho was reaching out for the cigarette and just shamelessly talking it out of his hand. Dragging on it while still looking into his eyes and snapping it away with one finger. Letting the smoke escape from his mouth and nose at the same time.
Doing something almost scandalous for the first time, breaking out of character and letting Mingi swallow just a second seeing it.
“Don’t think you can smoke in our new home, princess”, he was hissing at him, walking past him, yelling something over his shoulder as he let Mingi stand there.
“and don’t come home drunk in the future”, “Are you serious?”, Mingi was laughing out quietly as he could see him walking away.
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a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic
Fanfic"I was talking to Yunho's dad the whole day and we came up with a plan to help us both out. It will set the tone for the upcoming work in the company and also the new image for the new launching app-", "And? Do we have to do some ugly paperwork nobo...
